Robert & Alexis Pt. 02

I don't know why, but envisioning Alexis with Alan seems to do the trick every time. I tried remembering the different positions they were in as they had sex in Alan's king-size bed. I've been an avid porn watcher ever since I was 13, but watching another couple have sex in front of me was so much better. Even if it was my wife who was one of the two.

The more I thought about last night, the harder I got. I like to think Alexis' hands helped considerably. The last thing I need now is not being able to perform when my wife is asking for it. So if imagining her having sex with my evil boss from last night gets the job done, then so be it.

When my little head was standing at full attention, Alexis moved in to give small kisses and licks, up and down my shaft. She did this briefly before sinking her mouth around my cock. At least Alexis didn't give Alan a blowjob. I thought maybe I could see her going down okay would be enough to keep me stimulated. I watched her going to town on me, making my dick disappear over and over again. A task not difficult to do since I was only 5 inches. But I hear 5 inches is enough for women to feel something. So why all the hype from women when they're with a guy with a monster dick?

As I admired my wife's amazing skill, I noticed to my utter shock, I was getting soft again!

This can't be happening! What's wrong with me? It's like my mind very much wants to have sex with my beautiful wife but my body doesn't.

I think she knew what was happening due to escalating her suction. But it wasn't enough. For some reason, physical stimulation was not going to get me anywhere.

With much reluctance, I closed my eyes to once again picture my wife with Alan. I thought about how it would look if Alexis had given Alan a blowjob. I imagined her being unable to take it all in since he was much bigger than me. She would probably choke on it a few times as she tried her best to take it all in. No doubt, her mouth would be completely filled up with his cock.

And, of course, I returned to my rock hard self. This was a whole new level of humiliation for me. Alan's action has inflicted some serious mental damage to me. I would probably have to see a therapist to get my mind back to normal again. There is no way I'm going to be thinking about Alexis and Alan together in order to have sex with my own wife! If Alan knew about this, he would be on cloud nine.

I wasn't sure how long Alexis went down on me. I was focusing on keeping my erection by imagining last night that I completely missed most of the pleasure Alexis was trying to give me. I snapped out of it when I felt Alexis move away to climb onto the bed.

She moved to the center of the queen-size bed, wearing only her lingerie. I saw her perfect ass swivel as she crawled on the bed on all four. She laid on her back with her legs crossed and arms spread.

"Are you ready to make love to your wife finally?" Playfully teasing again.

"Oh, yeah," was all I could think of. I hopped out of my pants and quickly crawled over to her naked.

"You seem to be a little overdressed for the occasion," I joked. I was never good at dirty talk but I felt obligated at times, even if it was warranted.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Alexis replied right back.

"You'll see," I said.

I'm not really graceful too so I simply just took off her underwear before tossing it on the floor. Her pussy looked perfect and well worth the wait. I mean, I have seen it before in the past. It's the only one I've seen that wasn't through a computer screen.

I moved my hands under her back to which she arched her back for me to have better access. But even then, for whatever reason, I was having trouble releasing the three clasps that were keeping her bra attached. I became agitated as a minute had passed and I couldn't get the first one off.

"Here, let me..." Alexis started saying.

"No, I got it," I said.

"Babe, let me help," she insisted.

"No, I got it. I feel it. I'm almost there."

"Would you just stop?" She snapped.

I knew that tone all too well. I stopped my attempt to undo her bra. She sat up a little to reach behind her and undid the bra in 2 seconds. Seeing her breasts always feel like I'm seeing them for the first time. Such an exciting feeling as I examined her perfect 34D globes. Tanned thanks to her Mexican background with darker areolas.

"There. That's out of the way," she tossed her bra on the floor. "Now, come here."

Feelings of inadequacy were replaced with lust as Alexis grabbed my head for another passionate make-out session. Her naked body pressed up against mine felt incredible. It was a feeling I think everyone should experience. To have someone you love to share a romantic embrace before making love. I am a lucky guy.

We remained like that for quite some time. I wanted to prolong the experience, even though we'll have endless moments like this in the future. Alexis stopped the makeout session to say something.

"Are you ready?" She asked me.

I thought that was polite of her to ask. She knew I was a virgin and perhaps wanted to make sure I was alright.

I was just about to say "yes" when I realized I had gone completely soft! I was too busy enjoying making out with my beautiful naked wife, that I forgot to concentrate on staying hard.

What the hell am I talking about? Making out with a beautiful naked woman would cause most guys to have an erection! God, what is wrong with me?

I tried not to give anything away with what happened but Alexis must've known as soon as she saw my expression change. She looked down between her spread legs to see my flaccid self.

"Uhhh...problem?" Alexis asked.

"No, uh...You know what it is? It was at a weird angle when I was on top and it didn't feel good at all. I didn't notice until we stopped kissing. Sorry, babe." I hope that was enough to satisfy her concern.

"It's okay. I can fix that." Alexis resumed kissing me again but this time stroking my cock at the same time to get it hard.

The good thing about kissing is how both people have to close their eyes in order to enjoy the experience properly.

I took advantage of that moment, once again, to for the umpteenth time imagine Alexis having sex with Alan. Not even remembering my favorite porn stars in action did the trick. For some reason, it had to be Alexis and Alan. This wasn't what I wanted in my mind as I made love to my wife for the first time. This was embarrassing just as much as it was humiliating.

Deep in thought, I was able to get myself hard again in a little over a minute. I knew I didn't have enough time so I tried to move the process along.

"Okay, I'm ready," I said.

Alexis smiled as she stroked it a few more times before aiming the head of my cock to her pussy. She looked in my eyes as we were about to finally consummate our marriage. I thought staring into my beautiful wife's eyes would be enough to maintain the passion I had for her.

Feeling myself go inside her was one of the best feelings in the world. I finally knew what all the hype was about. I was no longer a virgin. She felt amazing as I went inside her. Without taking her eyes off of me, she let out a small moan as I plunged all of me into her. I did the same reaction, letting her know the feeling was amazing for me too.

I never thought my cock would feel something so incredible like a woman's vagina. So warm, so soft. I wanted to stay inside her like that forever. I thought for sure this time it would be enough to stay hard.

Slowly, I rocked my hips back and forth, like I have seen plenty of male porn stars do in the movies. I have to admit, my knowledge of sex solely came from porn. My parents were too embarrassed to give me "the talk" and they didn't give permission for me to take sex ed in school. Not sure how they expected me to learn about sex if they didn't want me to learn it from anyone.

Alexis grabbed a hold of my face as I continued to make love to her. Her face still showed signs of ecstasy. I guess I was doing alright.

I was enjoying this wonderful moment with my wife when I felt a slight discomfort from my groin. I slowed down my thrusts a little to find out what happened, but immediately I knew what the answer was.

I was getting soft again.

Alexis never looked away. It was difficult to hide my worried look with her face right in front of mine. I looked away, closing my eyes once again, concentrating on my erection. It was my hope again that Alexis would take it as a sign of me enjoying the moment.

Instead, I was fantasizing about my wife having sex with another man in front of me. This was a horrible moment for me. What should've been something memorable, will be one I hope to forget one day.

While continuing to picture my wife with Alan from last night did help again, I really wanted this to be over. I was getting no pleasure from this whatsoever. And I felt it wasn't fair to Alexis that I wasn't in the right state of mind for this.

I may have been struggling but Alexis looked like she was having a great time. Is she faking it? Is she feeling any kind of pleasure from me? How can she when I barely didn't?

So I did the only thing I thought I could do in this situation. I faked an orgasm.

I pumped away into my wife faster, indicating I was about to cum. I even breathed faster and moaned a little, making sure to give an expression of pleasure.

I kept this up until I stopped, suddenly, pretending to cum. I couldn't even look at Alexis as I pretended to climax. It was too shameful.

I stayed still inside her, long enough to make sure it seemed legitimate, before pulling out and laying down next to her. I may have faked the whole thing, but it was still quite a workout. It wasn't until I laid down did I realize I was sweating a lot and panting for air. My reluctance to work out was starting to bite me in the ass.

I looked over to see Alexis, who was staring at me with a smile. She didn't look exhausted as I was.

"What do you think?" She asked me.

"About what?" I said, still trying to control my breathing. She gave a puzzled look as if to say, "are you serious?".

"Oh, yeah," I chuckled. "I'm just being silly. It was great. I enjoyed every minute of it," I lied. "How was it for you?"

"It was...good," Alexis slightly hesitated, making a weak attempt to hide her lie. It was definitely the cherry on top to my ordeal.

"I'm sorry. I promise I'll get better. This is my first time, ya know?" I said jokingly. Alexis smiled, turning onto her side, with one hand holding her head up and the other playing with my chest.

"So how does it feel like to not be a virgin anymore?" Alexis was using her index and middle finger like legs walking along my chest.

"Relief. I thought I was going to be a virgin well into my 50's". We both laugh at my cheesy joke. I could tell Alexis was genuinely happy. I may not have been able to satisfy her like Alan did last night, but I know what she feels for me is deeper and true. It's how I know she truly does love me.

"Well, I'm not sorry to burst your streak."

"I think I'm okay with that," I joked. Alexis moved her head closer to mine, to which I responded by moving closer to her to give her a kiss. Wanting to get this moment over with, I suggested we grab something to eat. Alexis agreed.

We both took showers together to save time and water. While she was cleaning herself, she discovered that there wasn't any of my semen for her to clean. I told her it was probably one of those things that happens to guys sometimes where even when we cum nothing comes out. It puzzled her for a bit but did not press on the issue.

We both got dressed after our showers and made our way to one of the resort's buffets. I haven't heard from Alan yet, which I'm not sure was a good or bad thing. I had hoped that one night with Alexis was enough to satiate his lust. Alexis and I still had four more days until we went back home, so there was plenty of time for him to do something else if he wanted to.

We had a nice lunch without any interruption. Yet, I was anxious the whole time, thinking Alan was going to show up.

Throughout lunch, however, Alexis received several texts. She said it was some of her family and friends who were checking in on her. My paranoid self was telling me she was lying, but my common-sense self was telling me to relax, that she made it clear earlier that she didn't want to repeat what happened last night. Right?

She didn't say she would never do it again.

But she said last night shouldn't have happened.

Keyword being "should". Plus, she has not once said she regretted it. If anything, she sounded like she will want to do it again. As long you're okay with it.

No way. There's no way she wants to do that again. Remember how it bothered Alexis? Why would she want to do it again if it made her feel that way?

Are you deaf? Or maybe you're just in denial. She very much wants to do it again. She's just worried about you and how it will make you feel. If you tell her just once that you don't want her to do it again, she'll do it. Because she loves you.

My thoughts were turning against me. I'm not sure what I would do or say if Alexis wanted to do that again. I would prefer Alan forcing himself on her. That way, she would fight him off and reject him, and I wouldn't have a choice in the matter. It was a horrible thing to think about, but it was true. I hated having to participate in seducing my wife to sleep with Alan.

Just then I received a text message of my own.

Shit. It was Alan.

I'm in the lobby. Meet me there. Now.

Reading that message made my heart sink. I should've known Alan would reach out to me again, yet my hopes wouldn't let me accept that notion.

"I, uh, have to use the restroom. I'll be right back," I lied.

Alexis was still on her phone, typing away when she looked up.

"Oh, okay, babe. Don't take too long," she smiled.

I got up and casually left the buffet dining room. Lucky for me, the lobby was near the dining area, so it took minutes to get there. I saw Alan sitting by himself in one of the lobby couches, typing away on his phone. When he saw me coming, he quickly put his phone away.

"Robert, my man! Have a seat!"

I sat on a different couch that was right next to the couch Alan was sitting on.

"What do you want, Alan?" I said.

He was about to say something until he scoffed, his happy expression changing to annoyance.

"You're lucky your wife was a good fuck last night. I'll let that mistake you just made slide. Just this once. If you say my name one more time, I'll correct you again. I don't give a fuck who sees. Do you understand me?"

He wouldn't do anything to me in front of these other people, would he? No way he could get away with hurting me in public. Especially with cameras around. Yet, I'm not a gambling man. I was too scared to call his bluff. So I quickly nodded, trying to look apologetic.

"Good. Now, as I was saying, you're wife was a great fuck. I have to thank you for letting me have her before you did. Now, she'll always know what a real man is supposed to feel like."

His words were like acid to my ears. I didn't want Alexis to sleep with him. He forced me to. If it wasn't for his blackmail, I would've rejected this insanity.

"Anyway, I know I said, this was going to be a one-time thing, but I've decided to change the plan a bit."

I should've known this was coming too. Those words hurt me even more. I was on the verge of screaming and crying.

"Usually, I'm a hit-it-and-quit-it kinda guy, but I figure, hell, we have a few more days here. Why not take advantage of them until we all go back home? Doesn't that sound like a better idea, Rob?"

I'm not surprised by the news, but I'm still shocked. I really didn't think this would happen again. Wishful thinking, I guess.

"But you said this would only be one time?" I pleaded.

"Yeah, but I changed my mind. Having your wife for one night is not enough. I want more time with her. Unless you have a problem with that? Do you have a problem with my change of plans, Rob?"

His question was said in a threatening tone. If I didn't answer the way he wanted me to, I would certainly pay for it. It was just another cruel way to torture me mentally. He knew I would say no, but under the circumstances, I couldn't afford to say that. I was still at his mercy.

"No, A- er..., sir, but-"

"But what?"

"Alexis. I don't think she's up for it again," I reasoned. Alan laughed.

He took out his phone, fiddled with it a bit then tossed it to me.

"I'm not too sure about that, buddy," Alan assured me.

After catching it, I looked at his phone to see text messages between him and Alexis. My suspicions about who she was texting were confirmed. Their dialogue was long. I skimmed through most of it, stopping to read some of their conversation.

Alan: You were amazing last night.

Alexis: Stop it. Robert is right next to me.

Alan: Sorry. I can't help it. I can't stop thinking about it. He's a lucky man to have a woman like you.

Alexis: This is wrong. I don't like texting you without him knowing.

Alan: So tell him. It's not like he doesn't know what happened last night.

I skimmed some more before stopping again to read some more material.

Alan: Alexis I won't lie. I very much want to be with you again. Of course, with Alan's blessing.

Alexis: I don't know. It's wrong. I don't think he wants to go through that again.

Alan: Do you?

Alexis: Do I what?

Alan: Do you want to be with me again?

Alexis: Yes

Based on the time she sent her texts, Alexis did not hesitate to answer his texts. I couldn't read anymore. I literally felt the blood draining from my face.

Does she want to do it again? But why? I thought she didn't like it? Doesn't she realize how much it hurts me?

Is that really true? C'mon, man, there is a part of you that really enjoyed what you saw last night.

No. That's not true. Alexis is my wife. No normal husband wants to see his wife in bed with another man.

It's hard to take you seriously especially after jacking off to watching them go at it. Not to mention you picturing fucking them when you made love to your wife for the first time.

Shut up!

I looked away, closing my eyes, trying not to listen to my own thoughts that have been against me since this whole thing started. I handed the phone back to Alan without looking at him.

"What did I tell you? Your wife couldn't get enough either. So here's what you're going to do. You're going to go back to your wife and have a long talk about where your relationship is going and all that shit. Then you're going to suggest my great idea as yours."

This was just not fair. I had to lie some more about my feelings of this situation. The more I sound convincing and with Alexis being drugged, the more she thinks that not only is this idea coming from me, but also how a great idea it sounds.

"You have until the end of the day to bring Alexis back to my suite. But you know what? I may not be against helping if you like. Of course, you're invited to watch too. I have to admit, knowing you were watching me fuck your wife on your honeymoon made me cum inside her harder."

Why can't he stop? What's wrong with him? How can he treat another human being like this? He has to see what this is doing to me. Or he just doesn't care. Only a psychopath would think that.

"If I don't see or hear from you and Alexis, I'll assume you failed and make sure your life is pure hell starting tomorrow." Alan stood up. "So don't take too long, buddy. Okay?" With that, he parted ways.

I just sat there, still digesting the sudden turn of events. I didn't have time to wallow in the bad news when Alexis texted me if I was alright. I didn't realize how much time had passed talking with Alan.

I was in no hurry to get back. I wish I could just stay here forever, not going through another episode of last night.